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I like nice things Buy me nice things Give me compliments Please have common sense Open the door, tell 'em that you ready to explore Yeah, Aventador, yeah, I had to chalk him, I got bored I need support, like a sports bra, bae, I need support I say less is best but I need more Shoulda took me shoppin' to the store I can't fuck with you no more When I go to sleep, Gucci sheets now Goin' out to eat, don't eat no meat now Yeah we from the streets, you get a beatdown Skin tanned 'cause we livin' on the beach now Shinin' like a diamond, fine dinin' Forty thousand, turn that shit to fifty thousand Bitch I'm wildin', stranded on an island Money pilin', Rolex 'cause I put that time in (Ba-ba-ba, ba-ba) Put the time (Ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba) Yeah, open the door, tell 'em you got money but need more Yeah, in a Porsche, call me a gold digger, yes, of course I'm in Dior, I think I just might buy me a horse Basketball game, we on the floor, I need me new bags just to adore Songtexte I can't fuck with you no more When I go to sleep, Gucci sheets now Goin' out to eat, don't eat no meat now Yeah we from the streets, you get a beatdown Skin tanned 'cause we livin' on the beach now Shinin' like a diamond, fine dinin' Forty thousand, turn that shit to fifty thousand Bitch I'm wildin', stranded on an island Money pilin', Rolex 'cause I put that time in (Ba-ba-ba, ba-ba) Put that time in (Ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba) Yeah, open the door Tell 'em that you tired of bein' poor (I need change, nigga) Yeah, stack a lot Pull up in a tank, ready for war (Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo, ooh) Thank the Lord (Yee) Got my passport, took me on tour (Uh) Try to run away, now all aboard Champagne for the bank and you poor You got me fucked up You got me fucked up You got me fucked up You got me fucked up (Ba-ba-ba, ba-ba) (Ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba) Aus Songtexte Mania